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Friday, March 07, 2008 12:47 AM
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it's struggling deep down inside my heart.
looking at the situation now,
i've got nothing to say, but just hurt.

in a day, more than such cases was told to me.
not one, but two? three? four?
all my bestfriends.

well, i cant say much either.
they're all my bestfriends.
i wouldn't want to hurt anyone.

i just got to sit down, and listening to what they've got to say.
and give my most sincere advices.

it's on another place, i guess.
a place that's only me.
nobody else.

a place i can say how i feel.

sometime, isolation is a bliss.

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